Ive always new that my cock was less than average and i would always tell jill that i wish i were bigger because i thought she mite like sex better,bu...t of course being the nice women she was she would never say anything but that my cock was fine.but i could tell when we had sex that she liked me to eat her ##ssy more than she liked my ,ock,and to be honest it kinda turned me on knowing that she thought my .ick was small.I just couldnt never get her to admit that to me.I had not ever thought of. ”He nodded, but stayed outside for at least one more hour. I went back inside to go on with singing and playing.There was a lot of dancing and singing that night. At least for that one night there was no Evening News on TV announcing nothing good. Satisfied guests were leaving slowly, some of them stumbling. The hall was emptying.The night came to an end. Exhausted waiters were cleaning up, barely able to walk, with half closed eyes and swollen legs. As for our music instruments, it was agreed. He held out his arms and accepted the burning, knowing that the next time he woke he would be back in England, back beneath the clouds.Looking around he realised that there was very little escape for him. Buses were pulling up and dropping off more tired tourists, people pulling screaming toddlers alongside them, all hot and bothered, little aware of how their moods would worsen once they entered the building and heard of the delays.He looked down the roads to see which direction he should. “The flow swirls about prophecy, my beautiful human, my lovely orc. Prophecy can only be seen when they are ready – and when that comes ... well ... who cares who pointed the finger at what.”I nuzzled her, my eyes closing. My voice was wry. “It would be ... nice...” I paused between words to kiss her belly, pushing her upwards. Her legs loosened enough to allow her to glide up my body, taking advantage of her own graceful floating. This still left a line of her slick eagerness against my belly.